Bygones
A thin dirty kibble spindles
The barn, disrobing
Calicos of the scalding milk bucket.
Jelly stains pill on soft
Blue linen.
A cockfight cinnamon life.
The man christens a self
Heathcliff XXL, virally.
A velveteen rabbit lines
The Watcher in leather fog.
Cruel literature
Of the grey gable.
My homosexual blond chime.
Cruel saltine sash, beheaded tortoise.
Fussy pocket of rat’s mane.
Folly smears & mallow toast.
Little muzzled archangels
Nibble
An erotic war.
Witch hazel, laxatives,
Pink hook soup.
Territorial pissings clog
The vanity sink.
I am your unpierced hole,
Sir of the Six Easy Payments.
In the rusted musket’s
Corner, stall boys drip coil.
Cradle tunes to the avenue of gold shops.
The piercing gun’s stippled hum.